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The Banshee Queen had always had an exceptional derriere and now her perfectly sculpted cheeks were taking their toll on the little green goblin, cutting off most of her air supply. |
Not such a bad way to go, Minzi thought, her vision now only darkness. |
The softness was unbelievable. The warlock could feel the Warchief's heat as well as her juices drip onto her chin. She couldn't see or hear Trixie - or much of anything, for that matter - with Sylvanas's perfect behind smothering her completely. She was trapped. The little goblin could barely move as Sylvanas ground h... |
Was Trixie still pleasuring Sylvanas? Was the oil affecting her as much as it should? There was little way of knowing for Minzi, given that her world was now nothing more than two blue-grey ass cheeks, her hands reaching up to grip those enormous, round orbs. She massaged the Banshee Queen's thick ass, digging her fing... |
The grinding motion of Sylvanas's hips against her face told Minzi all she needed to know, all that was required of her. With a groan, she used her grip to spread Sylvanas's ass open wide and buried her tongue deep inside the Warchief's tight ass. She began wriggling and squirming, attempting to fit as much of the flex... |
No sooner had the warlock begun licking that she felt a pair of strong hands grab her eager, needy prick. Her hips began to buck reflexively into the grip. Sylvanas's soft palm gripped the goblin's dick with the softness of velvet and the strength of steel. Minzi felt a shudder go up her spine and an explosion of warmt... |
A wriggling presence was soon felt upon Minzi's balls, massaging the apple-sized orbs firmly and the warlock knew Trixie was still hard at work, probably still pleasuring Sylvanas in any way it could. Though, without any sense but touch, she could not confirm exactly what was happening. The erratic spasms of the Banshe... |
Minzi continued rimming the Warchief's ass, attempting to drive her tongue as deep as she could, reaching deeper inside, her nose mashed against that deep crevice to get in further. Her tongue licked Sylvanas's sphincter in circles, trying to coat her hole in as much spit as possible, her tongue running down towards Sy... |
Sylvanas's hand began pumping the goblin's cock at a frantic pace, her thumb brushing the tip, making sure to coat it in Minzi's precum. She worked the base of Minzi's thick shaft, while her other hand slid upwards towards her fat balls, caressing them gently with her fingertips, slowly cupping and squeezing those sens... |
It was too much for Minzi. She tried to hold it in, but her dick could take it no longer, especially with Trixie still massaging and pleasuring the goblin's testicles. A deep grunt of pleasure escaped Minzi's mouth, muffled as her tongue continued digging deep into the Warchief's ass, followed by a muffled groan, which... |
But allowing her ass-munching servant any sort of reprieve was not in Sylvanas's plans. |
Trixie, seemingly aware of those intentions, tugged on the goblin's fat ballsack, squeezing the base of her balls and denying her the orgasm so desired. The little goblin let out a whimper as she squirmed, attempting to dislodge Sylvanas's ample rump from her face to get out of her current situation, but to no avail, a... |
Trixie released Minzi's balls from her grip and continued stroking the goblin's dick, only adding to the pleasure given to her by Sylvanas's dexterous digits. The sensation was incredible. Overwhelming. Divine. |
And while the handjob itself was indescribable to Minzi, her mind focused on her need to lick and tease Sylvanas's flexing, puckered rear hole, she soon found her prick enveloped by a new sensation, greater even than the first. A smooth softness wrapped itself around her dick, a firm, warm pressure enveloping the entir... |
"Fuuuckkk..." groaned Minzi into Sylvanas's ass, redoubling her efforts as she felt the Banshee Queen's huge, round tits around her cock, the she-elf's moans audible as Trixie assailed her elvish snatch. The wet, writhing sensation of the tentacle-beast between them was unmistakable. |
A wet, slick noise permeated the room as Minzi felt Sylvanas's large mounds around her dick, a jolt of pleasure shooting up her spine. Minzi was close. The goblin's mind was almost melting with the intensity of the pleasure Sylvanas and Trixie were giving to her, and so the warlock did not want this to end. And so, in ... |
As she felt Minzi's cock pulsating within her cleavage, Sylvanas allowed Trixie to wrap another one of its tentacles around the warlock's cock and balls, denying the poor green woman any chance of climaxing. Sylvanas's other hand was now stroking her own pussy and teasing her clit, causing her to moan and buck her hips... |
Minzi began groaning into Sylvanas's ass. She licked, teased and rimmed Sylvanas's tight butthole like her life depended on it. And, given what little air she was receiving, it probably did. She was in a world of darkness, a fleshy prison, divine ass flesh surrounding her on all sides. |
Sylvanas was getting close to another orgasm, Trixie's shift in focus to Minzi having allowed Sylvanas to retain some measure of control over herself, though the intensity of every movement told much of her arousal. |
And Minzi had done her work well. Trixie's efforts with Minzi's cock had brought the warlock close to cumming, her dick now at a constant, steady, twitching rhythm, throbbing as precum constantly oozed from the tip of her needy cock, lubricating Sylvanas's cavernous cleavage as those fat, doughy tits slapped against th... |
Minzi's balls felt heavier than she remembered, and Trixie seemed to take notice, squeezing them slightly as it continued to stroke her cock. She gasped and moaned, her breath short from her limited air supply. She felt lightheaded as Sylvanas kept bouncing up and down her face, that divine ass still smothering her. |
Her orgasm was close now, so close, and Trixie could feel it in her, its grip tightening around her base. Sylvanas moaned deeply as she came, her back arching and her body convulsing as waves of pleasure overcame her. |
At that moment, Trixie released the base of her shaft. A massive wave of pleasure overwhelmed Minzi. A thick jet of spunk sprayed out of Minzi's throbbing cock, shooting upwards. Fat, quivering globs of ballbatter flew up into the air before splattering onto the Banshee Queen's countenance and tits, completely plasteri... |
"NNNNHHH!!" Minzi screamed into Sylvanas's ass, as Sylvanas herself cried out in ecstasy. |
Trixie, meanwhile, resumed her assault on Sylvanas's tits and cunt, heightening the woman's pleasure to heights that she hadn't ever thought possible, her red eyes rolling into the back of her skull as she came hard enough that her mind briefly went blank. |
No mean feat for one as resistant to psychic effects as Sylvanas Windrunner. |
Even Minzi, who'd developed something akin to immunity against the blob-creature's powers, was beginning to feel her orgasm heighten through simple contact with the thing. |
She bucked her hips futilely upwards against Sylvanas's tits, causing those obscene fuckpillows to bounce and prolong her release. Cum rained down onto the three of them, Trixie absorbing that spunk into herself. |
Before long, Sylvanas was cumming so hard that she'd lost control of her own body, throwing herself off Minzi. The Banshee Queen gasped and moaned like a whore, fingers assailing her own whorish pussy as she tried to masturbate her way out of the hellish pleasures she was being forced to endure, as though forcing anoth... |
Minzi, reeling from her release, her cock firing off a few final spurts of thick nut, took the time to catch her breath. The sight of that writhing mass of slick, black tentacles was something else, as that form shifted and undulated over the elven woman's form. The slick, sloshing noise of the tentacle monster was the... |
There was only one thing that Minzi could do now. Her mind was clouded. Her cock was still rock hard and leaking cum. |
Sylvanas had not regained control of her own mind, it seemed, so pleasure-wracked was she in that moment. |
As though sensing her thoughts and intentions, Trixie's tentacles moved and undulated around Sylvanas, flipping the Warchief onto her hands and knees on the floor, giving Minzi a perfect view of that great round rump, the same she'd been devouring mere moments before. |
Minzi knew she couldn't leave until she'd taken Sylvanas in her own way. Until she'd painted her bowels white. |
A fresh surge of vigor came over Minzi, the oil's aphrodisiac properties seemingly enhancing her libido, albeit to a lesser extent than those who'd hadn’t developed a resistance to the substance. She crawled forward and gripped Sylvanas's perfect ass in her hands, spreading those huge, fat cheeks and giving Sylvanas's ... |
One of Trixie's tentacles slithered between those obscene cheeks and towards Sylvanas's cunt. The warlock used that as a guide and moved closer, until her dick was resting against Sylvanas's drenched pussy, her tip pushing against Sylvanas's lower lips and smearing pre against it. |
But those ravenous, cum-slathered lips were not her target. With a smirk, Minzi slowly dragged her throbbing prick upwards, towards the puckered asshole of her beloved Banshee Queen, rubbing her glans up and down against Sylvanas's sphincter in teasing circles, her glans covered in a mixture of juices. |
As Sylvanas thrust her ass out invitingly, Minzi only responded by thrusting her tumescent green fuckpillar into Sylvanas's stretched-out asshole, lubricated by a mixture of all their juices, causing the elf to gasp and moan lewdly. |
So far was this image of Sylvanas removed from the usual cold and collected ranger that, for a moment, Minzi thought she was still in the brothel from earlier under the effects of some illusion magic. But the warlock knew she wasn't under any magic known to her, so she plunged herself balls deep inside the woman, givin... |
With one final grunt of effort, Minzi bottomed out, her entire cock sheathed within the tight depths of Sylvanas Windrunner's fat elf butt, causing her to gasp out and begin groaning with need, her cunt already cumming around the dark, fleshy tendrils as Trixie assailed that slick snatch. |
As she thrust back and forth within that warm, slick vice-grip that was Sylvanas's asshole, the warlock used her grip on the woman's plump, heart-shaped rump to guide herself. She smacked those meaty asscheeks again, reveling in the way they jiggled and swayed from the repeated "SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!" of flesh on flesh. |
She pounded her Banshee Queen's ass for all its worth, enjoying the sensation of having Sylvanas's soft ass flesh bouncing off her pelvis. |
It wasn't long before Minzi came. It would have been impossible for any (un)living being to last any longer in that divine embrace. |
It was surprising to Minzi that she was able to hold off her release for so long, in all honesty. But, eventually, her own body gave way to the overwhelming pleasure given by Sylvanas and Trixie's efforts. |
She came. Ropes and ropes of thick goblin seed sprayed out from her cumslit, coating the depths of the Banshee Queen's bowels and flooding them with pearly spunk. Those first few blasts were only the beginning, and her balls worked overtime as her dick was squeezed tightly in Sylvanas's sphincter, that tight ring of mu... |
Sylvanas, in a state of bliss, came once again, her bowels coaxing and milking Minzi's fat rod for all it was worth. |
Cock throbbing, spilling ropes of spunk as she came and came, Minzi couldn’t breathe, couldn’t do anything but wait for her cock to calm. She couldn’t move a muscle, her jaw clenched, her eyes shut tight. |
After what felt like an eternity of that divinely hellish sensation and her extremities becoming numb, Minzi could feel her orgasm subsiding. A final few drops of semen leaked from her tip into Sylvanas's guts. |
So packed with cum were the Warchief's bowels that they bulged out a little as a result of being forced to accommodate Minzi's massive, meaty cumload. The warlock smirked at the sight of work so well accomplished. |
Minzi continued thrusting in and out of Sylvanas's cum-soaked asshole for a short while more, to prolong her own pleasure and to see if she could force her cock back to hardness. |
Nothing came of it. |
She smacked Sylvanas's jiggling, sweat-covered ass and slowly withdrew, a wet slurp echoing throughout the room, as her spent cock was freed from Sylvanas's rear. |
As her limp dick slid out of her, Minzi could only watch as a torrent of cum erupted from the Warchief's cum-filled rear and splashed against the ground. |
With a smug smile, Minzi cast a quick spell to force Trixie away from her prey, the creature having fed off enough orgasmic energy to last her a few weeks. It crawled into a nearby box, shutting the lid behind itself. |
Minzi smirked as she saw Sylvanas lying there on the ground, in a puddle of cum, a slight smile on her face. She seemed content, an expression not often seen on the Banshee Queen. Her chest rose and fell steadily with deep breaths, as her sweaty and cum-slathered form remained in that same position for several minutes,... |
She rested for a moment, her mind slowly catching up with what had just transpired, when Sylvanas's voice interrupted her. |
"You have managed... some admirable work," the elf said to the warlock once she'd regained enough of her wits. She sat up for a moment before standing up, pressing one palm to her knee as she did. |
Minzi could only watched with awe, her spent prick twitching slightly at the sight of the woman's heaving bust swinging inches from her face. Oh, how she wanted nothing more than to bury her face between those tits... |
Sylvanas took note of the goblin's lustful stare. She smiled and offered Minzi a hand, which the warlock accepted, though with some hesitation. |
Minzi expected Sylvanas to be angry, or perhaps disappointed in her for having taken such liberties. But if Sylvanas was anything, it was practical. The Warchief would never leave any task half-done, nor any desire unfulfilled, unless there was no other recourse. |
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And so it was, after Minzi’s convincing demonstration, that the warlock was given a laboratory within Orgrimmar within which she could further her work for the Dark Lady, producing as many of the shapechanging slime-creatures as possible. |
Though work was slow, many of the Horde’s alchemists found themselves quite puzzled at the Dark Lady’s uncharacteristically forgiving attitude towards Minzi who constantly failed to meet her production targets. |
But rumors travel quickly, and so started spreading word that the increasing number of dark rangers in Sylvanas’s service were not what they appeared to be, their appearance strangely coincident with the nocturnal appearance of the banshee’s wails... |
"RwlRwlRwlRwl!!! RwlRwl-urk!" Maya Sunblade smirks as she slides her sword free of the last of the Murloc scum. Wiping it off at least partially on her shield, the beautiful Sin’dorei Blood Knight straightens up and rolls her shoulders. Well, Ex-Blood Knight. The Holy Warrior had long since forsaken her loyalties to bo... |
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